[Comprehensive horror] I am convinced of this system task

I took off my clothes in a daze, stood under the shower, and turned on the water.

Knowing that there will definitely be no hot water here, and that the cold water is more likely to wake me up.In this way, I closed my eyes and raised my head, facing the pouring water.

The moment the cold water touched my body, I expected to be shivering from the cold, but I didn't dodge it, and I got used to it after a while.

But the phone suddenly rang from the pile of clothes next to me. I was soaked all over, and I didn't bother to take it out of my pants, just listening to him.I don't know if it's because of being covered by a lot of clothes, but I always feel that the system is very quiet this time, not as noisy as before.

"Congratulations! Your current mission: 15% of the attack on the triangle head has been completed. Please continue to work hard."

what? ?

5.00%?

I, my...

my what...

...a price cut?

If it keeps decreasing like this, will it mean that even if I have sex with him until we die, we won't be able to complete the task?

Looking at the blush on the body, it is now slowly fading under the effect of cold water.Some traces became more and more obvious.I stared at it for a long time before I suddenly felt heat on my face and hurriedly looked away.

What happened before made my brain completely deprived of oxygen.Like a dream.

Did that kind of thing again with the triangle head.And, I didn't resist.

It is impossible to say whether he forgot to resist or was unable to resist.Now I just remember that I was extremely tired and had no strength at all.When I originally thought that I would be invaded fiercely like last time, the triangular head in front of me suddenly grabbed me.

The physical stimulation at that time was far less than the shock that his action brought to me.I moved the pillow off my face to make sure, only to see him slide his hands up and down gently with real movements.

I'm really stuck.stunned.

As if comforting.

It was the complete opposite attitude from last time.

This behavior, this scene, is really too weird.There is no way to communicate, and the completely irregular behavior of the triangle head makes it impossible for me to figure it out.And, there is something even scarier.

In such a weird atmosphere, I was shamefully hardened.

It's simply out of my control.

Still facing the man.No, male monsters.

Fuck!

I punched the brick wall.The knuckles of my hand hurt, but I didn't dare to hit myself in the face, so I could only use the bricks to vent my anger.

This really made me feel a lot better. I wanted to punch again, but I was afraid that my right hand would not be healed, and I would toss my left hand, so I had no choice but to give up.He washed his hair carelessly twice, wiped his body perfunctorily, put on his clothes and went out.

Right hand is no longer painful at all.It's unbelievable that such a serious injury can heal by itself, and within a day.

It's just that I tried to use it, and it can't be fully used as it used to be.You can move around freely, but you can't use your strength.

This is not a problem, it just so happens that Moore and the others let me have a good rest these few days, so I can use this opportunity to recover.

I went out while zipping up the overalls, and the triangle head was still sitting on the bed to rest.He usually only seems to have this one action, for him there is no entertainment, it should be quite boring.

When I was washing clothes before, I also washed him by the way.Now he looks kind of funny with that extra, extra clean cloth around him.

Of course, I don't care about him, I'm just worried that if he keeps wearing that dirty-looking cloth as clothes, he will be infected with some bacteria, and it will be bad if he infects me again.After all, I don't know if the medicine that is effective once it is poured has any effect on internal diseases. The glue-like smell is not drinkable.

"Today I want to go out for a stroll." I said to him, "See if you want to come with me, or not."

Always being held in the hospital like this, I'm really going to be forced to get sick by his uncle.Going out for a walk just happened to get acquainted with the terrain of Silent Hill. It would be great if we could find Henry's whereabouts by the way.

Having made up my mind, I opened the door and prepared to go out, but Triangle Head also stood up and followed me.

I looked at him and put down the gun I had just put on my back.

I am afraid of a ball with a triangle head following me!Although he didn't bring a sword or spear this time, I still have no doubts about his lethality.With the strength of his hands, he can probably knead me into spaghetti ingredients with bare hands.Coupled with his huge sharp triangular helmet, I can believe that he can directly kill people with his head.

But I took the pistol with me, just in case.

The nurse at the front desk of the hospital was not there, and the lobby was still empty.That nurse, I always feel that she is not a simple character, should know more secrets of this hospital.

I clearly remember the first time I came here, when I was about to go upstairs, she told me that this was just the beginning of what I had to face.

I didn't think much of it at the time, but now I seem to have begun to understand what she meant by those words.Although it feels a bit mysterious, it is clearly reminding me what kind of things I will encounter when I enter this hospital.

The fat man, the nurse, the triangle head, the safe head, the groom... these are just the ones I met, and I don't know how many others are lurking in the dark.

However, knowing that there are so many monsters in the hospital, and being able to stay there so safely, it can be seen that the nurse is not an ordinary person.

Fortunately, she is not here now, otherwise I don't know how I would feel if I saw a triangle head leisurely following me.

I noticed the last time Henry was driving that Silent Hill was bigger than I thought it would be, and that thick fog still hasn't parted.So I didn't dare to run too far, so I had to keep track of the road while walking along the street next to the hospital.

"Have you ever come out?" I walked slowly in the mist and asked Triangle Head. Although I knew he would not answer, I could only use this method to create an illusion of excitement, "Did you come out?" Have you ever wandered outside of the hospital? Or have you really lived in it the whole time?"

I left a short period of time for the triangular head to answer, but I had no way of knowing what he would answer, and then continued:

"I hate being locked up somewhere. Like when I was a child, I grew up in an orphanage and no one knew who my parents were. The dean there was nice, but the aunts who took care of us were particularly annoying. All the regulations frame people tightly, and I have been scolded a lot.

"But if you don't like it, you just don't like it. I heard that another kid named Drake escaped from here. At that time, the administrators were very busy looking for him, but when I heard it, I just felt very envious of him. .So at that time, my friends and I started trying to escape again and again, over walls, windows, etc. In order not to starve to death, we found a lot of messy jobs, even if we lived like dogs outside , and I don’t want to be imprisoned in such a crappy place for the rest of my life.”

The triangle head still didn't respond, but followed behind without a single step, and even I wasn't sure if he listened to it or not.I sighed and tried to force a smile: "It's useless to tell you these things, and I can't go back now. What do you want me to do? What can I do to attack you, let me go back?"

Pause for a second or two: "Forget it."

I don't want to tell him this anymore, and he won't understand.Some things can still be swallowed in the stomach, after all, I am so cool.

I'm used to not letting others see my uncomfortable side.Especially after that incident.After being so drunk with my friends, I'd rather mindlessly abuse each other, yell at each other, or just lie on the edge of the road than cry to the bartender at the bar like those people I saw There was a lot of noise.

Turning a corner, he was suddenly caught by something opposite. "Huh? What's that?" I tried my best to cheer up, trying to sound particularly pleasantly surprised.

Even though the fog is thick, you can still distinguish the signboard of the "Activity Center" across the road.And in the fence, there is something like a slide.

I just happened to be out for activities.There is no car here, and there is no need to wait for the traffic lights. For the first time in my life, I swaggered across the road and walked into the "activity center".

This place is not small, like a park.The facilities I saw when I first entered the door are no longer suitable for my grade, even though I was in that grade, I didn't play much to my heart's content.

If you think that children must be innocent, you are really wrong.I was often excluded in the orphanage and was always accused of having a weird personality. Fortunately, I still had friends like Kevin.

Slides, seesaw, sandpit.The castle in the sandpit was only half piled up, and the steeple looked like a church, and the tools were also placed beside it, but there was still no one in the park.The children who were supposed to be playing happily disappeared without a trace.

And it all seemed to happen in an instant.Because the iron chain was slightly rusty, the swing was still shaking on its own.There is no wind here, but the swing makes a creaking sound, which is so harsh and creepy.

There is a row of benches next to it.Relying on these lifeless facilities, I try to think of the scenes that should be in a normal park, which will slightly relieve the discomfort.If children can play happily there, then parents should sit here and look at their children with a smile.

But I never knew who my parents were and why they abandoned me when I was just born.

With that thought in mind, he leaned over involuntarily.

On the bench, I found another note.

This should be one of the pages of the notebook. The handwriting is not from the same hand as the previous one, and it has not been signed.I don't know who wrote it, and the handwriting is very confusing.

After I finished reading the note, it was stored in the phone.But I still maintained the movement of holding the note, unable to move.

I thought, if our children were still

Will be like them, laughing on the swing

But he was turned into ashes by me

ice cold

pity you can't see

if you do not have

pierce yourself with a sharp fork

split words

The author has something to say: Selfishly let a favorite game character make a small drop of soy sauce

But because it's not horror-oriented, I didn't plan to synthesize it

happy eating, good night